Today in Gayface
Today I thought this guy was totally cruising me from across the lobby at my allergy clinic but then I realized it was the cover of this magazine.
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Jon Raymond
Jon Raymond is an Oregon-based writer you should get to know and appreciate. He’s published a novel, which I haven’t read, and a short story collection, Livability, which I highly recommend. He’s most well known from his collaborations with the filmmaker Kelly Reichardt, in fact two stories from Livability were made into films directed by Reichardt: “Old Joy” and “Wendy and Lucy” (starring Michelle Williams). Both of them are well worth your time and attention.
In fact I’d rank “Wendy and Lucy” easily in one of my top-ten movie-going experiences. The tone of it is singular, pitched low but humming with emotional intensity. When the credits came up I had the curious experience of being glued to my seat, wracked with emotion, all but sobbing, while one row ahead of me old ladies bitched and complained about how terrible it was, how nothing happened. The film, about a young woman in dire economic straights, almost acts as a moral litmus test: how much are we supposed to care about one another?
Now, Raymond and Reichardt’s third collaboration, “Meek’s Cutoff,” is in limited release. It’s going to take forever for it to get to Pittsburgh but I’m patient.
Also, Raymond wrote the script for Todd Haynes’ mini-series adaptation of “Mildred Pierce,” which is currently showing on HBO, to which I don’t subscribe, so I’m coveting that experience too.
You Friday Nifty Experience
“I don’t think I could ever do it.” said Chris, adding, “But I might let
somebody do it to me.” He looked at my direction pointedly. I blushed.
It’s funny how probably the majority of the Nifty stories I feature here could just as easily have been written by me as by their respective authors. Particularly this one, which basically was written by me back in 2003. At any rate…
Read Skinny Dipping Buddies by M Patroclus, it’s a good one.
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I know this blog is shit lately, and I apologize. I don’t have any fucking time in my life these days. I’m working two jobs (one is at the porn store, which should provide for some good stories on down the line) and I just moved to a new apartment. Bear with me.
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Repost from old blog, 10/9/2006
“In countries like the U.S. and Great Britain, we exist in a wholly sexualized culture, where everything from cars to snack food are sold with a healthy slathering of sex to make them more commercially appealing. But if you’re using sex to sell sneakers, then you’re not just selling sneakers, you’re selling sex as well, and you’re contributing to the sexual temperature of society. You’re going to get people who, unsurprisingly, become overheated in that kind of sexual environment, and if they attempt to assuage their desires by resorting to the widely available medium of pornography, they’re going to have their moment of gratification, and then they’re going to have a much longer period of self-loathing, disgust, shame and embarrassment. It’s almost like a kind of a reverse Skinner-box experiment, where once the rat has pushed the lever and successfully received the food, then he gets the electric shock.”
–Alan Moore
I just finished reading Alan Moore and Melinda Gebbie’s incredible graphic novel Lost Girls. I honestly wasn’t sure what to expect from this book, even though I was intrigued after reading interviews with Moore (the quote below is from a wonderful interview with the Onion AV Club, and I urge you to read it because it nearly blew my mind). Being somewhat of a [novice] student of erotica, though, I had to pick it up.
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So anyway, here it was, Jerry’s last night as a single male. As soon as we had realized he was going to be spending that night with me, we both just grinned at each other and did the jacking hand motion. We didn’t even have to say it. There was no question about what we were going to be doing that night.
Read Wedding Kiss by Roland Spildew
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“You’re really not bothered?”
I slapped his shoulder. “Come on, dad. Even if you’d have… you know… cum on me…” I felt a little embarrassed to say that word to him but I acted like I wasn’t. “Well, I wouldn’t have been bothered. It would have been no worse than what we did this morning.”
He stared at me. “No?”
I smiled. “No! You’d have been wanking, that’s all. But using me to help you. And it’s not exactly too much to ask of me, is it? Jesus Christ, dad, after what you’ve been through, I don’t mind doing anything to help you out…”
Read Dr Wallace’s Casebook 5: Helping Out Dad by Sebastian Wallace
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Repost from old blog, 7/2/2009
This essay is five years old and was published in a now-defunct local magazine, Deek. I came across it the other day and realized it has its moments. I still don’t smoke.
Confidential to Daniel P.
I don’t have any way of getting a hold of you, but thank you so much for the book! I found it on my neighbor’s doorstep, I guess they forgot to give it to me or were just too lazy to climb up the stairs (likely). It made my day!
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“I haven’t gotten any for a few days now while she’s been on the rag and it sucks. I can’t even get her to blow me. If it wasn’t for my right hand, I’d go nuts.” He looked kind of sheepish.
“I hear ya,” I said. “There’s nothing like a good hot blowjob, but spanking
the monkey is a helluva good substitute.”
Read Laundry Guy by BladerIowa
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